One star was overheard and said:
“If we were Men we’d all be dead.”
The second star, with empathy:
“They’ve got us beat on Entropy.”
The third star composed this line:
“Even when dead, we all still shine.”

I hate poetry with a passion. I don’t get it. I’ve never understood it. It sucks, and it makes no sense. Before anyone starts jumping on my case, let me say that I just had an epiphany. After I ran across this (and your other poetry) I realized that I don’t hate poetry after all. It’s that “haystack of bad poetry” that I’ve been trying to read my entire life that I don’t like. You’re poetry is so good that even I get it. It’s beautiful!